F 12
Pull up SRTJeep diamonds loud like speakers I'm jus raging
12 Years old I lost my Granny
And shit ain't been the same
My daddy lost his momma at 12
And Shit wasn't never the same
Already know it's fuck the cops
And I seen trauma at that age
Pull up SRTJeep diamonds loud
Like speakers I'm jus raging
Swear to God my life changed
I go get on the plane this shit amazing
Better watch them Niggas around
You call your brother
Cause they throwing shade
Like some Mexicans
Trying to get across the border
I swear we finally made it
1942 and Ace of Spades
Pop Bottles like champagne
I been fucking this Super model
She from the Bay but I can't pay
Popping Bottles and standing on couches
Like we made it but we ain't made it
Play with instruments Global Joe
Play with pianos like he Zay
Bust my Wrist with diamonds Now
My whole gang waiting on a chain
I got chains on like a slave
Chosen child since I was a baby
Gun a throwaway just like some change
Watch how I beat the trap
And break the bank
14 I jumped off the porch
I remember I seen my momma face
Momma was telling me lies
All my life my daddy was ducking cases
My daddy seen his lil brother die
I don't want to feel his pain
Grandma died my daddy was a lost child
I wonder how he stayed sane
Wonder how he maintained
I been going insane
Like who's the one to blame
Walking through the flame
12 Years old I lost my Granny
And shit ain't been the same
My daddy lost his momma at 12
And Shit wasn't never the same
Already know it's fuck the cops
And I seen trauma at that age
Pull up SRT Jeep diamonds loud
Like speakers I'm jus raging
Swear to God my life changed
I go get on the plane this shit amazing
Better watch them Niggas around
You call your brother
Cause they throwing shade
Like some Mexicans
Trying to get across the border
I swear we finally made it
1942 and Ace of Spades
Pop Bottles like champagne
12 Years old I lost my Granny
And shit ain't been the same
My daddy lost his momma at 12
And Shit wasn't never the same
Already know it's fuck the cops
And I seen trauma at that age
Pull up SRTJeep diamonds loud
Like speakers I'm jus raging
Swear to God my life changed
I go get on the plane this shit amazing
Better watch them Niggas around
You call your brother
Cause they throwing shade
Like some Mexicans
Trying to get across the border
I swear we finally made it
1942 and Ace of Spades
Pop Bottles like champagne
I been fucking this Super model
She from the Bay but I can't pay
Popping Bottles and standing on couches
Like we made it but we ain't made it
Play with instruments Global Joe
Play with pianos like he Zay
Bust my Wrist with diamonds Now
My whole gang waiting on a chain
I got chains on like a slave
Chosen child since I was a baby
Gun a throwaway just like some change
Watch how I beat the trap
And break the bank
14 I jumped off the porch
I remember I seen my momma face
Momma was telling me lies
All my life my daddy was ducking cases
My daddy seen his lil brother die
I don't want to feel his pain
Grandma died my daddy was a lost child
I wonder how he stayed sane
Wonder how he maintained
I been going insane
Like who's the one to blame
Walking through the flame
12 Years old I lost my Granny
And shit ain't been the same
My daddy lost his momma at 12
And Shit wasn't never the same
Already know it's fuck the cops
And I seen trauma at that age
Pull up SRT Jeep diamonds loud
Like speakers I'm jus raging
Swear to God my life changed
I go get on the plane this shit amazing
Better watch them Niggas around
You call your brother
Cause they throwing shade
Like some Mexicans
Trying to get across the border
I swear we finally made it
1942 and Ace of Spades
Pop Bottles like champagne
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Writer(s): Deronte Austin
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